Wichita eagle., 1887-01-18

PEN he replied; 1T ; always good tc
| have little money
/ She fairly howied her answer so that
( cculd hear her: No | viii not give you
/ twenty sous Since this man has had
/ breakfast with you it is as little as he can
( do to pay your expenses fer the rest OF
/ the day"
( Bolvin came out to me again and as ]
wished to be polite | approached the mis-
/ tress Of the house and bowed, stammering;
Madame many thankst Gracious recep-
tom"
That's all right, she replied: ''but
don't Eol 60 and bring him back drunk.
/ because if you do You VIII have 70 settle
that with ne; do You heaTs'
We started on our promenade. \ large
field. bare as q table and boiling hot,
stretched before Us. We had to cross il.
Bolvin said: Have a little patience;
we shall soon be at the bank Of the river
When we reachedit there was a fearful
smell Of stagnant water. and the sun boil
Ing down upon il maze me sick begged
Bolyin TO 90 in somewhere to escape it.
He took me into a sort OF barracks full OF
meu-a tavern for fresh water sailors, and
said: This does not look very nice, but
il might be worse.
Twas hungry. and ordered them TO bring
an omelette and some wine; but with the
second glass B0ivin lost his head, and |
then understood why his wife did not give
him his wine pure. The Old rcprobate
jumped TO his feet AID wanted TO make
a speech, and then he mixed himself up as
a paacemaker between two drunken
sailors who began TO fight, and we would
both have been knocked in the head if il
hadn't been for the proprietor of the estab-
Eshment, who came among US in time
I dragged Bolvin away, and dropped
him in the first thicket came u. and
laid down beside him. He fell asleep at
once, and I soon followed him. 1t was
night when awoke. Boivin was snoring
Ike an engine. | shook him ard made
him get up. He was still drunk, but not
so much so rs before his nap. We started
in the darkness to cross the fields BoIvin
pretended that he knew the way. and led
me first to the right, and then to the left.
and then to the right again. We could
see neither heaven or earth, and seemed to
be lost i'll t;l;cket Of thornS which struck
Us about the height of our noses. We
circled around there for an hour or two.
turning. twisting and feeling our way
like couple of bewiide.ed fools, and al
ways coming back to the same place
Finally Bolvin stumbled over stick
and Iel TO the ground, tearing hole in
his cheek He remained where he had
fallen, yelling at the top CT his voice:
lay TO! Lay tor while / cried: ''Helpt
Helpr' lighting some wax matches to
show any passersby where We were, and
also to give as some courage. After
awhile bclated peasant heard Us and
came and put Us or OR road.
/ conducted Boivin to his own door,
but just IS | was leaving his wife ap-
peared with Il candle in her hand When
sl:e saw her husband, for whom she had
been waiting since the close of the day,
she rushed toward me, bowling: ''Ah,
canaille, knew you would bring him
home drunkH She scared the very wits
out OF ne, and TO save myself ran all the
way to the station. For fear she pursued
me I locked myself up in the baggage
room, for the next train was not due for
half an hour.
That is why l have never married, and
why never leave Paris.-Translated for
The Enquirer from the French Of Guy
de Maupassant by Z. c. Waggener.